Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 637 Sword dance, dragon wrath!
"Han Xiao has appeared!"

Everyone was obviously a little more excited when they heard the name.

After all, the nine-foot-nine-foot dragon-shaped phantom behind Han Xiao is too conspicuous. Now, Han Xiao's reputation even overwhelms Ye Canglang and others.

"I don't know if his opponent will directly admit defeat."

"Probably not. This Ning Bufan is over 90 years old. Like Ye Canglang, he is also suppressing the realm of creation. Although his background is not as good as Ye Canglang's, he should not give up easily."

Amidst the discussions among the crowd, Han Xiao and Ning Bufan stepped onto the stage.

As the audience guessed, Ning Bufan did not directly admit defeat.

However, when Ning Bufan saw the nine-foot-nine-foot dragon-shaped phantom behind Han Xiao, his pupils couldn't help shrinking suddenly.

That gigantic divine dragon is so intimidating to people that even a genius like Ru Ning Bufan couldn't help being shocked when he saw it.

Forced to calm down, Ning Bufan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Let's decide the outcome with one move, how about it?"

Ning Bufan also knew that his strength was not as good as Han Xiao's, but he still wanted to see how big the gap between himself and the other party was.

"Yes." Han Xiao nodded and said lightly.

Zheng!
Ning Bufan drew out the long sword suddenly, the sword light flashed, and the sword intent burst out suddenly.

This Ning Bufan's sword intent has also reached the Dacheng level.However, this kind of strength is not as good as Gao Qifeng.

"Sword Dance, Flood Dragon Fury!"

A series of blue sword lights flashed out, the surrounding air was instantly shredded, the thunder pattern fluctuated, and a burst of "Zi! Zi!" exploded.

This Ning Bufan turned out to be a practitioner of the Lightning Element.

Han Xiaofeng stood on the spot calmly, and a ray of sword light shot out, directly shaking Ning Bufan's sword light away, and the sword energy pierced through the thunder light, hitting Ning Bufan's chest heavily.

Bang!
The vitality shield around Ning Bufan shattered, and he flew out backwards, completely defeated.

Roar! ——

At the same moment, a dragon chant sounded.

The dragon-shaped phantom behind Han Xiao flew out directly. The huge phantom, carrying extremely terrifying coercion, grabbed the dragon-shaped phantom of five feet behind Ning Bufan with a claw.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Bufan's dragon aura suddenly dropped by a tenth, while Han Xiao's dragon-shaped phantom barely increased, but the domineering power increased by another point.

"Thank you for your mercy." Ning Bufan climbed up with a wry smile, and he couldn't catch the opponent's casual blow, the gap between the two was simply a difference between clouds and mud.

"Han Xiao, win!"

The referee called out Han Xiao's name. On the Good Fortune Ranking, this name also climbed up a bit, and the higher it goes, the bigger the name, and one can faintly see, one after another mysterious inscriptions, entered into it.

Han Xiao and Ning Bufan step down, and the next match will be Ye Canglang.

Ye Canglang's opponent happened to be a disciple of the Holy Soul Palace, so he chose to admit defeat without any doubt.

After devouring the other party's dragon energy, Ye Canglang's dragon-shaped phantom is still eight feet and eight feet long. If you observe carefully, you can find that it has increased by an inch or two, which is negligible.

The competition is going on in an orderly manner. As long as the top ten seeded players come out, the opponents will either admit defeat or directly decide the outcome with one move. They want to see the gap between themselves and the top talents. Unfortunately, they are all destined to be disappointed. Because they simply can't force out the real strength of these seeded players.

Soon, it was Mingyue Qianlong's turn to compete. She also killed her opponent in one move, followed by Fairy Suwen.

Fairy Su Wen's strength is obvious to all, and she can be regarded as a top ten seeded player faintly. When she played, she also attracted many people's attention.

Her opponent in the first round was the second genius of Ming Jingzong, Nan Gongtu.

Nangongtu had [-] wins and [-] loss in the previous two stages of the competition, and the only loss was at the hands of Xuanyuan Kuang.

The dragon-shaped phantom behind him, like Fairy Suwen, is at the seven-foot level.

"Fairy, I've offended you." As soon as the two came to the stage, Nangong Tu immediately drew out his sword.

He knew how terrifying the artistic conception of Fairy Su Wen was, so what he had to do was to explode with the fastest speed enough to defeat Fairy Su Wen.

Otherwise, once Fairy Suwen's artistic conception explodes, he will not have any chance.

It's a pity that he still underestimated Fairy Suwen, the sound of the piano swayed, and within half a cup of tea, Nangongtu bled from seven holes and collapsed on the ground.

The disciples of Nangong lost.

After devouring Nangongtu's dragon energy, Fairy Su Wen's dragon energy directly increased to the limit of seven feet. If she wins another seven-foot-level opponent, she will soon be able to break through to eight-foot level.

"What a proud daughter of heaven. If we can form a Taoist partner with her, it will be really beautiful." In the hearts of all geniuses, more or less similar thoughts have arisen.

Heart of beauty in everyone.With the peerless posture of Fairy Su Wen, it is easy to arouse the love of the opposite sex.

Only a martial idiot like Xuanyuan Kuang showed a trace of disdain, "The flaw is still too obvious, if you meet me, you can knock her out of the ring with one move."

The genius sitting next to Xuanyuankuang couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion when he heard this. Such a brute doesn't know what it means to "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" at all.

Soon, the first round will end, and the second round will begin immediately.

Round after round, it will soon be the fifth round.

After Han Xiao easily won five rounds, the dragon-shaped phantom behind him barely rose by an inch.

It seems that if you want to break through to the ten-foot level, you have to wait for the finale and defeat the other nine seeded players to have a chance.

In the sixth round, Han Xiao finally met a seven-foot-level player, who was also his old opponent, Gao Qifeng.

Gao Qifeng was a little helpless, but in the ranking match, everyone will meet, and it is inevitable.

With a wry smile, Gao Qifeng still jumped onto the ring.

"Hey, Gao Qifeng didn't admit defeat?"

"It's not surprising. You didn't realize that Gao Qifeng's swordsmanship seems to have become a lot more proficient after the competition on the day list. He must want to use his strongest strength to compete with Han Xiao again."

"This kid's temperament is not bad. Given time, he will become a great weapon." On the referee's seat, a referee commented so.

"Brother Zhang... Oh no, it should be Brother Han, please advise." Gao Qifeng bowed his hands to Han Xiao, and then slowly drew out his sword.

"Knowing my identity, you still dare to call me Brother Han. I recognize you as a friend." Han Xiao grinned, "However, I will not show mercy either."

"It should be so." Gao Qifeng laughed loudly: "I just want to confirm whether the insights I have gained after dozens of games are correct."

"Okay, Brother Gao, please." Han Xiao nodded to Gao Qifeng. Competing with such a swordsman is also very beneficial for him to comprehend the meaning and power of the sword.

(End of this chapter)